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ARCTIC RESEARCH EXPEDITION. 



eyes in the morning. Medicine-chest and contents — guns and 

 ammunition — my arctic library and the library of the George Hen- 

 ry — geological and ornithological, cetaceous and floral specimens 

 — sailors' chests — magnetic and astronomical instruments — pens, 

 ink, and paper, charts and maps, etc., besides two human beings 

 — the captain and myself — wrapped in deep slumber by their side. 

 But soon out of all this chaotic mass we produced harmony again. 

 Things got into their places ; and I, by degrees, mastered my sick- 

 ness, and was the man once more. 



On July 27th we had a heavy snow-storm, and soon afterward 

 the land on the west side of Davis's Straits was seen, the mount- 

 ains covered with snow; but, owing to frequent fogs (sometimes 

 it seemed to ram fog) and unsettled weather, we could not near 

 the George Henry* s destination, which was now changed to a place 

 more south of Northumberland Inlet. We came across but little 

 ice, except bergs, and frequently expressed much surprise at it. 

 The icebergs, however, were numerous, and many of them deeply 

 interesting — one especially so, from its vast height and odd shape. 

 I say " odd," though that applies in all bergs, for no two are alike, 

 nor does any one seem long to retain its same appearance and po- 

 sition. The following is a sketch of one I called the Belted Ice- 



